I have grown to deeply love summer. Moving to this house four years ago changed my cranky heart. I knew it would. And it's a good thing because summer in Texas is long and difficult and will wear you down. It's now my favorite season and my home's as well. So me and the house loved us some summer with bright pillows and kantha quilts and some new lamps and layers of vintage art.
Wanna see before I change it again for fall?
My husband and I collected river rocks on our family vacation to the Frio River this summer and drew mandala designs on them while the boys slept late in the mornings. Always take a sharpie on vacation with you because art is everywhere.
Sadly, we didn't make it to the beach this summer so I taped up snapshots from past summers and it makes me smile every time I walk past the pictures of my babies on the beach. Babies that are now 6' tall!
And while I see the rest of the country pulling out scarves and sipping pumpkinmochagrandeeverything, it's still a balmy 90 degrees here in Houston where summer lives on forever.
I'll be in the pool if you need me.